We are the Freedom Fighters

Bia nga, umuaka. Listen to me, and listen well, to times God saw, before you came. God’s own tears were, felt all day. The air so thick, it could be sliced in half, take a piece, put it in your mouth, taste despair, within our nation. All of us, could taste it there. Smell fleshContinue reading “We are the Freedom Fighters”